Chapter Three

I have to talk to someone
soon.I need to tell someone
something.Anything.I don’t even have to talk about the shooting.

It’s
the waiting that is killing me.

I
guess I expected a weight to be lifted off my shoulders.I lost sight of the consequences.He was trying to kill me, officer.It was me or him.Honestly.This isn’t cold blood, it was merely survival.For months now he’s made my life a misery and
I still don’t even know why.I know it
was him because he shouldn’t have been there.He wasn’t meant to be there which means that he was there to get
me.Any reasonable person would have
done the same.